This is the signature of spring in the Alps: beautiful flowers of promise, although hooded ...
This morning awakening white ... Gone are the big heavy snow of winter. The falling flakes are light, as if feeling guilty to cool the joy of spring! First look through the window
Phew! Not need boots to get her mail ...
And this one, not awake, opened wide eyes. It has not withered under the cold ...
The white crocuses trying to put a little color - the poor!
spurge crouches and the only report some sparks green jade
As for snowdrops, they do their job courageously, without complaint!
So goes the life of the gardener to 670 meters! Too bad for the size of roses for sheets not yet collected, for compost to be dispersed at the foot of gourmet ... Winter has not said its last word!
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